That night, Nemuri was being tortured again… her screams reaching their highest pitch.
Her pussy was being ravaged by his dick. As he thrust inside her, her breasts swayed wildly with every movement.
He grabbed her arms and pulled them toward him.
Her body bent from the force of the pull, and his dick pushed even deeper into her womb.
She was gritting her teeth so hard they might have cracked.
Her ass slapped against his waist as he drove into her. She was enjoying everything, even though it hurt.
He hugged her from behind and groped her tits, sinking his fingers into them while still fucking her from the back.
"Oh… oh… oh… oh…"
Every pound pushed her closer to her limit.
Her eyes rolled back from the pleasure she was feeling.
She could feel his massive hands squeezing and molding her tits.
Her mouth formed a wide smile even as it trembled.
"Ahhhhh~" "Fuuuuck…"
Her body was drenched in sweat. Saliva dripped from her mouth as tears streamed down her face from the overwhelming pleasure.
"Fuuuuuuuck…"
Nemuri reached her limit and climaxed.
But it wasn't over yet.
She lay facing the bed as he pulled his dick out of her.
It was still hard and erect, and as he withdrew, her juices began flooding out of her stretched pussy. Her hole was so open that the inner walls were visible.
Her white ass was still jiggling when he slapped it.
Paaaaack.
She screamed.
"Ahhhhh~"
She felt weak. It was her fourth time climaxing, but he still hadn't cum.
Completely exhausted and drained, she fell asleep while her pussy was still leaking with cum and piss.
He saw how tired she was, so he didn't move her anymore.
He lay beside her, watching her sleep.
He tucked her hair to the side and kissed her forehead.
"Goodnight," he whispered.
The next day, Maki was busy cleaning Nemuri's room. He wiped everything down, making sure it was spotless. The bedsheets and clothes they had used during their "wrestling" were already in the washing machine.
Nemuri was still asleep, completely naked on the bed. Her figure was on full display. Her ass was round, her waist slim, and from the back, her side boobs were still visible.
He walked over to her naked body and stared at her long white legs. He gently spread them apart and saw that her pussy was still wide, as if it hadn't returned to its usual tightness. It looked like it had taken the shape of his dick.
He grabbed a tissue and carefully wiped and cleaned her labia.
From there, he moved upward, wiping her plump ass cheeks. Her asshole was hidden between her big butt.
He held onto her soft ass, his fingers sinking into it before spreading her cheeks to inspect her asshole. It was slightly red but clean, though there were still some sticky remnants clinging to it.
He wiped it carefully with the tissue.
After cleaning her private parts, he continued tidying up her room while she slept peacefully.
They were making the most of their time together. Tomorrow, Nemuri would have to return to work at UA. Her five-day leave was ending today.
Even though her lower body was aching and sore, she wanted him more than anything.
Maki had already finished cleaning and washing everything.
In the kitchen, he began preparing breakfast.
Nemuri finally woke up.
She looked at her state and smiled, licking her lips.
She tried to sit up, but even her arms felt weak, so she gave up and waited for him. She knew he would check on her.
Right on cue, the bedroom door opened.
He walked in wearing a white apron, holding a tray with breakfast and tea prepared for her.
He smiled.
"Good morning. Did you sleep well?"
She smiled back.
"Better enjoy it while you can. I'm slowly getting used to it."
He chuckled.
"Well, let's see. There are still holes I haven't claimed yet."
Her eyes widened.
"What a whore horse."
Her hand slowly touched her ass cheeks. She smiled and licked her lips.
"I'd like to feel that."
He shook his head. She really did take jokes seriously.
He sat beside her and, as always, began feeding her.
After their intense night, her entire body felt numb. Her muscles were strained and nearly immobilized.
He spoon-fed her gently.
She watched him closely, her gaze softer and more affectionate.
This was her man.
An oddball.